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Post by Thomas M O'Malley on Jun 2, 2009 11:17:16 GMT -5
"May as well use some of the medical supplies I brought with." Tommy takes up a secondary medical role and pulls out a medkit, and several patches. "If none of this works, we use magic, yes?"
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Jun 2, 2009 20:11:12 GMT -5
After a few min, between 3 people working patches on her.. she finally stops bleeding.. Mac sits down on the floor, blood dripping from his hands and arms.. he glances over at Skid and an expression of hatred overcomes him again.. with amazing strength he grabs Skid by his mohawk and drags him to the door.. he thrusts it open and drags his body out into the hot sun and drops him in the middle of the road. He steps back into the RV, stops.. turns around towards Skids limp body, grabs a credstick from his vest and walks back into the RV throwing the cred stick given to him by Johnson into a corner of the room and shuts the door.. Looking at the surprised expression from the room he swallows hard and looks down for a second.. then looks at thomas and says There are some castings for her leg in the cupboard behind you.. could you please tend to her and wrap up the wound.. we still have a mission to complete The cool careless expression on his face as he glances back to the door is enough to send a chill down any humanitarians spine.. from what youve seen of Mac, this is very unlike anything gathered from a first impression of him. He walks back to the front of the RV and sits in his seat.. glancing over at where Terra was sitting he takes a deep breath and the vehicle begins to move forward..
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Post by Miles T O'Malley on Jun 2, 2009 21:48:10 GMT -5
(ooc,sorry, first time i got to post. things came up last night and the day before, i lost net conection, they dont konw why).
Looking between the two factions, Miles lets out a sigh and moves next to his brother, whispering in his ear, "Try and find out what the frag that drek was all about." he says before turning away to move next to rock head. Taking a knee, he looks first at skid, then at rock head. "He still with us in the land of the living?"
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Post by Thomas M O'Malley on Jun 2, 2009 23:37:13 GMT -5
"Ok, man" Tommy gets a cast out and proceeds to bind up Terra's leg. He also checks to see if there is anything else wrong with her from being shot.
[Biotech die roll if you want it 9,4,3,3)
Tommy moves forward for a brief chat with Mac.
"The cast is on her leg, I am not sure we should wake her up yet. Really I think she would be better off getting some sleep but we may need the info she has. What do you think our chances are if you 'delay' our arrival for a few hours? Oh, and I understand why you tossed the barbarian mother of dogs out the door, but I really suspect leaving him is going to come back to haunt us. Or at least leaving him in condition to rat us out to the local mob."
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Post by Rockhead on Jun 3, 2009 3:18:27 GMT -5
Rockhead nodded in response to Miles' question, before throwing his opinion in about Skid. "Yeah, just ditchin' him is askin' for trouble. And drek, you know the guy has a couple of screws loose, why are you flippin' out now he screwed up?" It was a bit of an old habit for Rockhead, loyalty, and not a trait totally welcome in the shadows. "If you have to cut him loose, do it without giving him such a good reason to be pissed off at you - and us. I mean, drek, you put a fraggin' gun to his head and then she shot him, the guy's wired right? What did you expect? Put a gun to my head and I'll probably rip your arm off without even thinking about it, wired reflexes aren't a fraggin' party." (that is assuming Skid is actually still alive )
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Post by cxone on Jun 3, 2009 10:24:34 GMT -5
Grassfire just looks as Mac drags the Samurai out. Tells us to get in and drives away. Takes a seat out of the way thinking we all just earned an emeny.
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Post by ScawireOnyx on Jun 3, 2009 13:17:19 GMT -5
(OOC sorry for the delay had an assignment worth 20 % of my mark due yesterday.)
Onyx flies over head as the team works on Terra doing his best to keep a good view on the action as well as keep out of the way. Wow it is so red, oh cool so that is what to do for a leg wound. Onyx can't help but see as much as possible of the fixing up of the leg.
When the patching up of Terrra is done Onyx decides to speak up. I did buy some supplies to conjure up an Elemental when we have a 4 hour break I'd love to find some place out of the way to at least summon one of them. (OOC this is assuming I got what was on my shopping list.)
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Jun 3, 2009 23:52:22 GMT -5
Perhaps I was hasty, and created a new enemy.. but since weve all meet hes done nothing but put this mission in danger one time after another.. Boarder Patrol would have killed us with no questions asked had it been discovered that we were sneaking across.. which is why im not worried about him going there.. any reception vid phone wise is very limited if any so im not worried about him calling.. he has no money on him and the next city is 118 KM away.. Mac sighs im certain we will see him again.. but I hope that we dont, and I hope that we will just survive this mission so I can retire..
Looking over Terra, fate must be on her side.. the cybernetic lacing in her leg was undamaged.. though upon closer inspection it seems to be very good grade cyberware shes running around with for a girl her age.. though shes unconscious her body still twitches
A few hours goes by.. Terra seems to be recovering well.. the familiar scene of a city approaches.. Mac drives through the town catching a few eyes, and others who know better than to eye down strangers without knowing who they are first. Mac pulls up to a bar.. the La Mezcaleria.. once well known for its friendly atmosphere.. now looks like a run down shack. Mac walks to the back.. and looks at everyone.. Our contact is here.. a minotaur by the name of... hmmm... John Henry I believe.. shouldnt be too hard to spot.. dont imagine many of his kind around here.. Ill stay here an monitor Terra and the parameter.. you guys go in and see if we can get his assistance.
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Post by Thomas M O'Malley on Jun 5, 2009 10:10:37 GMT -5
"Ok fine. I will go in and talk to the man." Tommy stows anything he would like to keep in a safe place in the RV. "Miles, Rockhead, are you coming?"
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Post by ScawireOnyx on Jun 5, 2009 16:49:24 GMT -5
Onyx places his comm link he was working on down, and casts a spell. (Detect Enemy.F4). I'll head in with you just make sure to get the door for me those things always get in my way unless I give all I got to get the thing to crack open.
Detect Enemy Sorcery 7+6 Spell pool = 13. Tn See page 192 of main book [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Drain 2M Will 8 + 2 from power foci. = 10 [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] Onyx keeps his spell sustained and heads out, unless someone objects.[rand=48501204832563716760329344895176337905900292979917805955866659727]
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Post by Rockhead on Jun 5, 2009 17:53:36 GMT -5
Rockhead was glad to get out and do something. Sitting watching tv was well and good but the anticipation of going up against the mob in the near future was getting to him. "Right. Just a sec."
Some might say 'you are just going to negotiate, what can go wrong?', Rockhead knows how much can go wrong. He pulls the Ares Predator II out of his bag and tucks it under his jacket with a handfull of spare clips. Better to have it and not need it than not have it and need it. "Let's go."
He stepped outside and held the door for Onyx, while he looked over the surroundings and for signs of anyone paying the vehicle too much attention. The RV was probably worth even more than all the metal under his skin.
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Jun 5, 2009 20:37:05 GMT -5
As if it were a scene from an old cowboy movie.. you walk into the bar and just about everyone stops what they are doing and stare at each of you.. it doesnt take but a second to remember that cloth styles are very different between the 2 worlds and in about as much time you find yourself surrounded by 3 orcs that begin speaking Spanish towards you.. minor words.. easy to figure out what they are saying.. when they notice your not replying.. they stop and turn to the crowd.. one of them shouts TURISTAS!!! immediately the bar erupts with laughter and most go back to what they are doing.. one of the three drunks surrounding you leans on Rockhead a little while he squints his eyes to bat at Onyx as if he were the largest mosquito ever seen.. Shaking off the group and eventually being free of the majority of the attention you glance around the room but do not see anyone fitting the description Mac had provided. As your about to turn a leave, a crimson veil softly moves with the breeze from a fan in a dark corner.. a dull illumination behind it.. carefully approaching it you catch a glimpse of a very large mass seemingly nicely dressed drinking from what appears to be a 3 liter mug.. a voice from behind the curtain, very deep and almost a snarl states coldly State your business outside my door or find yourself coughing lead Entering you see that the large mass has the head of a bull.. his horns pressed back like a rams sitting across from where you stand.. he has some common cloths on, not dirtied, or torn.. and seems to keep himself pretty well..as you walk in the distinct "click" of a gun cocking is heard coming from under the table where his other hand is at.. He glares at you all questioningly.
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Post by Thomas M O'Malley on Jun 5, 2009 22:52:56 GMT -5
"You are John Henry?" Tommy asks. In the meantime he is trying to keep a rough guess as to where Rockhead and Miles are at.
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Post by Rockhead on Jun 6, 2009 4:47:23 GMT -5
Rockhead tries not to look to uncomfortable with the drunk, and he checks his pockets afterwards to make sure he didn't just lose any valuables. Rockhead steps in just beside Thomas, leaning against the wall so he can see both into the booth and out. Don't leap over the table and eviscerate him with your blades, don't leap over the table and eviscerate him with your blades, don't leap over the table and eviscerate him with your blades. Rockhead repeats that little mantra in his head to keep his wired reflexes from going nuts at the threat. He lets Thomas do the talking, no matter who's in charge they have to act like they're working together or they seem like a bunch of clueless screwups... and then suddenly everything costs twice as much.
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Post by cxtwo on Jun 6, 2009 5:15:11 GMT -5
Grassfire decides to stay in the van waiting for them to return. It's good to keep the wheels guarded adn maybe to have some one to show up for back up.
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